Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Hawk and Audra's First Meeting in Phantom Riders MC

The keys!

A rush of excitement
raced through me, and I acted without thinking. I swung my leg over the seat,
which was no easy feat for my short stature, and reached for the keys. My gaze
barely acknowledged the heavy metal skull hanging on the key ring as I turned
it to start the bike.

“What the fuck—”

I barely had time to
register the growl of rage behind me before a huge hand fell on my shoulder,
bunched up the extra material there, and hauled me roughly off the bike as
easily as if I were a child. As I was shaken like a rag doll, my hoodie fell
off my head. I glanced up at the giant at the same time that he pulled back his
tight fist to hit me. A loud gasp escaped me and I scrunched up my face,
waiting for the explosion of pain and the sound of broken bones, that I was
sure was coming.

“Fuck!”

I opened my eyes to
see his huge fist paused just inches from connecting to my face. His expression
was fierce, everything about it pulled taut over his cheek and jaw bones, eyes
the color of black ice were glaring down at me, narrowing as I watched the man
take in my features and hair. His gaze raked over my figure, and he frowned
even more as if he were trying to figure out what I was. When his icy glare
returned to my face, his fist relaxed and he reached forward, pulling my waist
length hair forward.

“Who the fuck are
you?” he snarled.

“No one,” I said
softly. I couldn’t think clearly enough to make something up, only knowing I
didn’t want him to know my name. The man was terrifying, and I was shaking like
a leaf.

Movement near the
store drew my gaze away to see that two other men were coming out. All three of
them were dressed in the same way, in jeans, boots, black t-shirts and leather
cuts that warned me that they probably belonged to a motorcycle club. The two
men paused to light cigarettes, their interested gaze falling on me.

The giant that was holding
me gave me a violent shake to get my attention again. “I almost destroyed your
face, woman. What are you doing messing around with my bike?”

“Nothing,” I said in
the same soft tone as before.

“It didn’t look like
fucking nothing to me. Where did you think you were going?”

“Nowhere.” I watched
as his friends began to walk toward us. At the same time another man walked out
of the store, and my panic level grew as I recognized one of Dane’s bodyguards
who’d traveled with us from Vegas. I quickly yanked the hoodie up and tucked my
hair back into it, turning my face away as much as I could. “Please help me,” I
begged.

The man scared the
shit out of me, but at the moment, he was the lesser of two evils. I knew what
I could expect from Dane, and would take my chances with the giant. I peeked at
him from beneath my hoodie. His expression hadn’t changed. His eyes were
narrowed on me like a scrutinizing hawk.

“Please…”

He glanced in the
direction that I had. “Who are you running from?”

“Please take me away
from here. We can talk later.” I held his gaze, trying not to cry, but the
situation was starting to get to me. If Dane’s man recognized me and he forced
me back to Las Vegas, God knew what would happen to me. “I’ll pay you,” I said
in desperation.

The giant continued
to scowl at me. I got the impression that my offer of money had peaked his
interest, but when his gaze ran down the length of me again, I realized that he
might want something more than money. Then he surprised me by reaching forward
and grabbing and squeezing my breast. It was by sheer will power that I stood
there and didn’t react. I couldn’t afford to.